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At this point, the heat wave and noise of the day stopped. There was still a faint heat, but it was much better than the humid and hot feeling of midday.

The two sat cross-legged on either side of the tea table, drinking tea.

Wang Yong looked at the dark horizon and the quiet sound of the tides in the distance, and the wind on the seashore blew his wizard's robes, he felt a very quiet and comfortable, and enjoyed the atmosphere very much.

Some manic desires had subsided by this time, and what flowed in his heart was a faint calm like the tide of the sea.

Tang Zichen also felt very comfortable, she was always busy with the handling of Tang Sect affairs, running around in various war-torn areas, although she had the ability to see or hear, know the danger and avoid it, but the kind of anxiety in the danger shuttle was not something else could replace.

Drinking some tea quietly by Wang Yong's side, listening to the sound of the sea tide and blowing the sea breeze, I felt very safe and comfortable.

The two were silent for a while, not immediately saying what action to take.

Finally, Wang Yong shifted his gaze from the horizon of the sea and refocused his gaze on Tang Zichen.

Looking at her eyes that contain essence is like a jewel in the bright light, a pearl in heaven.

The two did not turn on the lights, and the faint light in the extreme distance in the darkness could allow the two to see each other clearly.

There seems to be an ambiguous atmosphere in the faint air, but what the two are going to talk about today has nothing to do with ambiguity.

Wang Yong opened up a space in the air, and he could see a huge warehouse opposite.

Densely packed and neatly stacked with guns, ammunition, light tanks, fighters, bombers, as well as biological and chemical weapons and missile launchers that made Tang Zichen's pupils shrink slightly.

"What is this?"

"This is a weapon I collected in another world." Wang Yong replied.

"It looks like the former Soviet Union."

"Well, that time and space are parallel to the low-tech world, and our current world can be regarded as a parallel time and space."

Tang Zichen nodded thoughtfully.

"And what are you going to do?" Tang Zichen asked.

"Turn Indonesia into a country of Chinese."

"Political or physiological?"

"In a physiological sense." Wang Yong smiled slightly. "Do you support it?"

Tang Zichen also smiled, she stretched out her hand and shook hands with Wang Yong: "Happy cooperation." ”

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After a few days, the children of the Tang Sect found that there were a lot of Soviet-style weapons in stock, as well as a lot of heavy weapons, and they were a little puzzled and a little excited, because they felt that the organization was going to take a big action.

Wang Yong is discussing martial arts with people in the Tang Sect organization these days, or doing some inexplicable experiments.

In terms of martial arts, he is now learning Bajiquan with the boxers of the Tang Sect to practice the strong boxing skills and technical attack methods.

Under the high-level strength, even without Xiao Yi's blessing, his strength can basically be universal.

If the rules of the world power system are too different and an ordinary person is rashly brought over, then the iron will definitely be completely erased by the world, and if the rules of the world are not much different, then it may only be the loss of extraordinary power.

For example, if Tang Zichen comes to the low-tech world, then her life will not be in danger, but her national martial arts strength has been greatly reduced, and she may not be able to beat heavyweight boxers. However, if a high-level existence in a small world, such as the Otsuki Kaguya of the Hokage World, and an illogical existence in the small world, come to a grand physical world like the low-tech world, it will be directly obliterated.

On the other hand, Wang Yong collected the blood of the Chinese, studied the commonalities, and prepared to revise the rules, after all, seventy or eighty percent of the paternal blood of the Han people came from the same source.

During the Cold War, it was rumored that the United States and the Soviet Union had developed biochemical weapons that were genetically different.

Although it was already October, the sky was still very hot, and the heat wave in the city swept by the sea breeze and water vapor from time to time.

During the day, the sun was shining, and Wang Yong suddenly appeared on the road, standing quietly under the strong illumination of the sun, waiting. On the side of the road, yellow lines were drawn, indicating that it was a special vehicle road forbidden area, and several large off-road jeep military vehicles with English letters printed on them were parked in the restricted area.

Several dark, apparently indigenous Indonesian soldiers, wearing hats and armed with AK-style guns, walked around the vehicle. His eyes looked at the pedestrians walking on the road outside the forbidden area, and as long as a slightly younger yellow-skinned woman passed by, the soldier's eyes flashed with a hideous and naked aura.

They saw Wang Yong, who was wearing a wizard's robe with his head bowed down, and felt a little puzzled, and a soldier came over with a gun.

Behind these soldiers was a three-person-high white-painted wall, and inside the wall were western-style buildings. There are also high sentry posts and lookouts.

This is the 547th Battalion of the City Defense Force of the Indonesian Government Forces stationed in Surabaya.

The family of Supreme Governor Soharni lived in it.

When Wang Yong came, he had already investigated everything. The 547th Battalion of the government army, with a total of more than 5,000 troops, was mostly stationed in the harbor or scattered in other hidden places.

The port of Surabaya, where the Indonesian naval fleet is stationed.

Its defensive strength is considerable, and there are usually three guards inside, each with a hundred men. All of them are elite troops with loaded guns.

Wang Yong stood quietly in the blazing sun, the soldier unfastened the safety bolt of the gun and walked over, only to find that Wang Yong turned his head and smiled at him, but in the extremely strong sunlight in the afternoon, people felt a chill down their spines, and cold sweat flowed out involuntarily.

He killed a lot of unarmed Chinese back then, it should be said that he killed people like hemp, but when he saw Wang Yong at this time, he found that his hands were trembling and he could barely hold a gun.

Wang Yong suddenly raised his head, looked at the blazing sky, and suddenly smiled, the blazing slaughter will start now.

He jerked down on his right hand.

A complex almost disgusting red ** magic circle suddenly appeared in the air, as if it was made of blood and the souls of countless unjust ghosts, exuding a palpitating taste in the sun, and he was not afraid of this scorching sunlight at all.

"Wizard?! Monster! When the Indonesian soldiers saw the scene in front of them, they didn't dare to shoot, peed their pants, and staggered back.

Although they believe in Y religion, witchcraft is rampant in Southeast Asia, and it is not contrary to Y religion.

In the scorching Nanyang sunshine, an overwhelming giant poisonous snake swam out of the magic array.

Hissing and spitting snake letters.

Wang Yong levitated from the ground and stopped on the head of the giant snake.

"Xiaoqing, let's start."

"Shhh......h Delicious ......" Xiaoqing's thoughts came slowly.

Saliva flowed from her huge snake's mouth.

She picked up a few soldiers who had been petrified at the sight of her, along with the AK47s on their hands, and crunched and bitten.

"Sweet...... Delicious...... It's delicious......" Xiaoqing said happily.